This is a song about "50 vent"

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Now satan's a friend, man to what extent? fuck it might as well vent,

Hold up yea we the best

A mile wide, smile while i vent

50, thousand volts you're gunna save for later.

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Your micheal jackson and i'm 50 cent

Cant afford my rent so i need to vent

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Thinking of having a quick trip three, split me 50/50, lift me

As i seenobody cares about my history

You can search but you'll never find

Leaving 50 ton ships fucken capsized